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Hope you all have a wonderful Christmas! I leave you with a little slice of heaven. See you after the holiday!

Broken

Broken

Ever since the 14th Ive been in a constant state of sorrow. I have a tingling in the pit of my stomach, my heart beats faster and it takes twice as much energy to smile. My heart is broken.

 

Broken for the mothers who are sitting in their children's empty room. Smelling their clothes, their pillows and wishing that tomorrow they will wake up to realize it was all a dream.

 

Broken for the fathers who are fighting back tears while picking up his tiny baseball mitt, grieving because he will never see that tiny face again.

 

Broken for the siblings. The little sister that doesn't understand where her brother went. The big sister who lost her closest companion.

 

But mostly broken for the children. Not because they are gone, they are with the lord now, but for how they left. How scared they must have been. How badly they must have wanted mommy and daddy.

 

Broken for my children because of the world they live in.

RIP

Wishing and Wanting

And my Christmas list goes as so

1. a lifetime supply of magic erasers

2. a life time supply of scented candles

3. Get out of free... sex coupon

4. Channing Tatum

5. The winning lottery numbers

6. My 18 year old butt

7. A maid

8. and Children/husband that cleans, feeds, and bathes themselves

 

I honestly feel like that isnt too much to ask for!

 

And lets get real...Am I the only one who thinks that little stalker elf is creepy? My only thought is what is that creeper doing while I sleep. I mean, what if he is a perv? Just saying, It is a possibility.

 

Target! I see you. I see you upping your prices on produce and whats up with stating "sale" and when I look under the "sale" price its the exact same as the usual price. Please tell me you have more faith in us than that.

 

There are many things that I love about the holidays such as: Hot chocolate, peppermint lattes, how much closer everyone is and how thankful we are for family. Its our first year of having our complete family of 4. We are so blessed and I cant wait to share our Christmas morning pictures.

just a thought...How fun would it be to do home birth photography!!!?

According to husband it is perfectly normal to look at another attractive person even though you are married. Phew!! Glad he agrees. Enjoy!



Photogpraphy Maybe?

I just got a snazzy camera and I have become obsessed with pictures, pictures and pictures! I might have to dabble a little in photography. I know, I know....everyone is a photographer but I just cant help it. Husband is 100% encouraging me to explore it as well. I say What the Heck! It cant hurt!

 

This picture was taken as she was trying to swat at the lens. People are always questioning me about her eye color. Truth is, I have no clue what color they are. She is full-blown walking and has 6 teeth. 4 coming in...well NOW.

this one is blurry BUT I love it. I will admit to making pretty eyed babies! I cant wait to capture life through MY photography!

Randoms

Random thought.

 Sometimes I think that I am failing as a mother, wife and just a human being in general. I mean I cant even comprehend how other mothers have a spotless house, well behaved children and perfect hair. What I want to know is, what are your children doing when you are making your house spotless and your hair perfect? And don't get me started on the homemade EVERYTHING!! It has to be a sick joke you are playing on me.

 

Cooking

I loath cooking. Nothing about cooking sound appealing to me. Especially the part where my 10 month old is dangling from the back of my pants all while screaming bloody murder.

 

Drinking

I need to do more of that! Rumor has it people who drink red wine are much healthier and possibly less moody.

 

smoking

Only if its the good stuff. Other than that please stop blowing that shit in the direction of my children. I will also give you the look of death as you are sucking in that cancer.

 

Family Pictures

We got them today! I am a little concerned with how my hair is going to look. I actually fixed it but the humidity may have destroyed my 20 minutes of agonizing labor that I put into it.

 

Blogs

After looking at a few blogs I have realized that I just don't get it. My blog will never be fancy and I will probably only have 3 followers forever....and I'm ok with that

 

Today

I get to go to Chuck E Cheese. Jealous??!

 

Soon

                             I'll be posting our family pictures as soon as I get them! I cant wait.

I was testing out my new camera, which I LOVE!

God Bless

Happy Thanksgiving

 I hope that, not just today, but every day you appreciate the gifts you have right in front of you

God Bless

Step away from the DRUGS

 

Step away from the Cup

I repeat step away from the Cup

 

We all do it. Every single mother. Yes, you do it too.

Some of us drink Coffee

Some of us take Xanex

Some of us drink Wine

Some of us take Xanex and drink Wine

 

And then there is Me! You see, I take Xanex, drink wine, thrive off of coffee, forget to eat and forget to hydrate. Yes ladies I almost killed myself the other day. Side note, I never take them all at once. I am the prime example of putting your family first. But how can you take care of your family if you are a dried up piece of human jerky convulsing on the floor in a caffeine coma? I have learned this week that you cannot thrive on coffee alone. You only have one body treat it well. Its something that I often forget to take care of. ....

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bm6PiREGNrU&feature=g-upl



To better days....

Nothing is worse than having a sick child let alone two of them. Only a mother would get thrown up on over and over again without flinching. Ive caught it, Ive worn it (all day), Ive bathed in it and have probably tasted it as well.

Here is to a better day tomorrow my loves.


8 months has come and gone

I cannot believe that my precious (and last) child is  nine months. We have accomplished many things! First off, The Boy is an amazing big brother. It always warms a mothers heart to see how much your children love each other. This month she has learned to stand on her own, climb, give high fives and say bye bye!!

I am not convinced that she can say mama and Dada just yet but there is no mistaking a wave and "vye vye". It has been three months since her last torturous day of colic and she has been a delight! Of course as soon as she has a couple "sleep through the night" nights, her teeth decide that they want to show up. That's right! She has two toofers coming in.

Im going to rewind a bit because there was no time to shower let alone blog during her first few months. Nugget rolled over at 4 months, sat by herself at 5, and was pulling up by 6 months. To say that she is an over achiever is an understatement.

The Boy has been quiet a handful lately. Its almost heartbreaking that my precious first born has a smart mouth and a bad attitude. There are some days that I just want to lock him in the bathroom but obviously I would go to jail......that is if anyone found out. Im scared for the days that I cant threaten him with Santa or the Easter bunny.

While you were sleeping

Her first 6 months….well let’s just say they were more than I bargained for. I will start off with the word COLIC! What does that mean to you? To me, it means endless crying and pain for baby and emotional scars for mommy. I can’t tell you how trying these few months have been. I’ve felt every emotion a woman could possibly feel at one time. I’ve felt envy, resentment, anger, hurt and the list goes on.

I was envious of the mothers who seemed completely in awe of their new bundle of joy. They are so happy, so in love. I couldn’t understand why God was doing this to me and resented him for it. I was angry and exhausted because the hour that it took her to fall asleep only lasted 1 5minutes…and there I was again trying so hard to get this little girl back to sleep.

The endless crying, oh my god, the endless crying! It’s almost too much to bear and the only thing you can do is cry with her, pray, throw pillows, and hate your husband because he is sleeping…….

You tell yourself “This Too Shall Pass” only to keep sane. You feel like nobody understands, you go through depression and you feel like giving up. Not to mention grieving the loss of being a parent of one. I’ve never realized how hard it was going to be to let go of my boy. The fact that cuddling at bedtime or dates to the movie theater or even playing ball in the backyard were going to be impossible.

Things had to change. I told myself to be positive and did fun things with them. I got used to the endless fussing and the lack of sleep. When I was at the end of my rope I prayed, called my friends and cried to my husband. I’ve learned a lot about myself. There are many things that I need to work on but the most important thing that I have learned is that a mother’s love is endless. If I had to do it all over again I would. I stopped feeling sorry for myself because maybe it wasn’t me that was missing out.

While the rest of the world was sleeping, I was holding her tight

While the rest of the world was sleeping, I was kissing her cheeks

While the rest of the world was sleeping, I was singing soft songs

While the rest of the world was sleeping, I was saying sweet prayers

While the rest of the world was sleeping, she was holding my hand

While the rest of the world was sleeping, she captured my heart

While the rest of the world was sleeping, a mother and daughter fell in love

 

 

 

                                                           Michelle C Photo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Exhausted!

The last 6 months have been a whirlwind of crying, poopy diapers, fatigue, WTF did I do and I am never doing this again. You see, I am grateful for everything but what I cant understand is why
GOD thinks I am so strong. Im really not. I want a break! A vacation where there is no such thing as a "Sprited Child", sex and laundry. Yes I said it! SEX. I am too freaking tired to include that on my imaginary vacation. My eyelids weigh 30 pounds each, 40 if you include my mascara. Please someone save me!!

Yours Truly

This day was supposed to be a great day at the beach with the family. I should have known the moment I looked out the window to see the darkest skies I’ve seen in over a year, that this day was going to be a horrible one. I was immediately grumpy!

If the dreary morning wasn’t bad enough, I woke up to my husband making a nice, big, delicious coffee FOR HIMSELF. So naturally, I did what any sleep deprived mother of 2 would do. I walked over to him while he was taking the first sip of HIS coffee and slapped it right into his face. I then stated, “That’s what you get you bleeping bleep!!”

Of course I was furious with the man I call Husband so I decided to do a little something for myself. I was going to get my hair done. It had been 5 months and I couldn’t put it off any longer. I walk into Supercuts to have a simple highlight done. I have been there many times and never paid over $50. This day, this particular day, was very different. I told the “lady” that I wanted something very simple. Just a few highlights to cover my…coughgrayscough. 2 excruciating hours later she was finally finished. Mind you, she didn’t even dry my hair. We walk up to the register and she gave me the price. $109!!!! I stood there for a few minutes to collect my thoughts. Was this really happening? I didn’t even get enough highlights to be called a partial. It was literally the very top of my head. To say the least, I was furious.

So I did what any sane woman would do if you F up her hair and charge her $109 dollars for it. I looked at the shelf with tons of product on it and I slowly walked over to it. I then frantically knocked over every single bottle of product. I managed to stomp on a few bottles causing a massive explosion of overpriced goo and before I walk out the door I screamed, “You can take this $109 and shove it up your bleep!”

I raced home (in the pouring rain of course) took off my shoes and ran inside. I was soaking wet, miserable and now BROKE!

So I did what any miserable person would do, I ran to my room, grabbed two machine guns and told my husband that if he said one more word to me I would shoot up his precious grill.

Phew….Talk about a rough day!

This post is “based” on a true story. Some portions only played out in the twisted mind of Yours Truly

Until next time…..

Firsts!!!

So over the last week or so we have had a multitude of FIRSTS in the Kirsch love shack! Let me just start by saying we finally had our first post baby night out together. Unfortunately we were celebrating my ever increasing age. Yep I just turned 29! I also spilled red wine everywhere. If wasting one of man's most delicious creations wasnt bad enough, let me make it worse, it found its way all over my neighbors new dress. Cheers!!

I know you must be excited seeing the picture below BUT before you tinkle in your panties....this picture is a one horse pony. Hasn't happened since.

Marlee had her first taste of cereal. And she hates it.

We had our first trip to the park where Mar embarked on her first swing ride. Of course mini Thor was there to protect her.

We also had our first beach trip of the season and it was rather lovely.

The last 2 weeks have been pretty flawless until yesterday. Yesterday I took it up the tailpipe from Supercuts and boy do I have a mouthful!!

until next time......;0)

REALITY

Expectations vs. Reality

There is one thing that I know for certain and it’s that I knew NOTHING about motherhood.

Expectation #1  Your baby, your precious bundle of joy, has changed your life for the better in so many ways. REALITY #1 Your baby turns into a blood sucking goblin every night at around 3 AM. Nobody ever told me that!!

Expectation # 2  You expect to change about 5 poopy diapers a day. REALITY # 2  Babies come equipped with c02 cartridges in their butthole so they are able to shoot poop across the room OR to have explosive craps that require you to cut off your $30 onsie that you had saved for a special occasion.

Expectation # 3  You are young. You will snap back in no time. REALITY #3  Well that part is true. I totally fit back into my size 2’s if you don’t count the three inches of muffin top on each side and the hole where the button used to be before it broke off.

Expectation #4  My husband is going to be the best father ever. After all he is smart charming and handsome. REALITY #4  Suddenly your husband becomes dumb as rocks and you ask yourself “Really? Did I really marry this douchbag?” And then you will find yourself grinding up apple seeds and putting it in his food. (you know because it’s a natural source of arsenic.)

And then there are the stupid questions and statements that normally wouldn’t bother you but after months of no sleep you might just karate chop that person in the neck….Like…

“You had your baby?” Uhhh DUH!

“You look tired.” Uhhh DUH!

“You should really take time to yourself.” Well what would you like me to do? Buy a crate? Put the child in my trunk? Lock her in the bathroom?

“You look great for having a baby.” So if I didn’t have a baby I look…….?

Nobody ever tells a new mommy about how her hormones are going to fluctuate so bad that you have to buy a wig to hide the bald spots or wear pads under your armpits because of the uncontrollable sweating. And what about the cellulite?  Can I have a side of pineapple with that?

Nobody ever tells a new mommy about the blood transfusion that she will need after weeks and weeks of bleeding or that fact that engorged breasts actually hurts more than having a leg cut off slowly with a spork.

 Well let me fill you in….Babies are bloodsucking goblins with c02 buttholes, you will have a muffin top and cellulite, your husband will be increasingly more dumb for about a year, people are rude and love to state the obvious and don’t donate blood.

Love Your Raging Hormones<3

And remember...This too shall pass;)

Heaven

"Heaven"

If there is one thing I know for sure by this place, it’s that God really does exist. If you ever have doubts and need to restore your faith all you need to do is look at this.

I refer to this place as heaven, and in my mind, this is what heaven looks like. I find myself swept away by the sounds of the waves crashing and descending back into the endless shades of blue. Nothing sooths the soul like a little warmth and sunshine. I have created many beautiful memories in “Heaven” and I have captured most of them so enjoy!!!

 Its where my son dipped his toes into one of Gods most amazing creations for the first time!
I will never forget that moment.

 Its a place where I married the love of my life and a place that reminds me how much I love him. It makes me fall in love over and over again.

I have watched my first born grow up in a "Heaven" and I cannot wait to introduce my sweet baby girl to a place that will be her home for years to come.

I thank God for each and every blessing in my life. Although life is not at all perfect I am grateful for all of it.

Until next time....

Purple Umbrella

There it sat, tattered and bent, semi floating on top of his pool. I felt my blood start to boil and I could feel my cheeks get hot. Before I could even take a couple of breaths he flashed me a wink and jumped into his pool. The only thing that I could now see was flecks of blue and green and an ocean of eyelashes. How could I be upset now! Great! Then it happened, he flashed a smile and it was all over from there. I totally forgot about that worthless umbrella and the only thing that I could see was pure joy beaming from this beautiful child. My once perfect purple umbrella had no meaning, in fact, I would buy him three more to destroy. I realize that material things have no importance to me. Everything that I do, that I work hard for is my family. Otherwise there would be no reason to work at all. Moments like these make me realize how blessed I am and that the sacrifices that I make for my children allow me to have these moment. Afterall its more fun to dance in the rain than run from it.

Until next time,
Mommy Lynn Kirsch